When I finally really moved to San Francisco in December 1983 I wound up in Santa Rosa first, then migrated south to SF. Stayed at my nephews place for a brief period and then moved into the apartment my friend Jane lived in on Hayes. There was no room for me so I piled everything I owned up in the large open foyer and hallway and made a nestlike bed in the middle of it. Jane had the front room, Kevin, with his orange hair and piercings had the dining room, and two more people had the actual bedrooms in the back of the place. I lived in my hut for a week or so and then one of the people in back said they were moving out. I had a bedroom of my own for only $120 a month! It was small but all mine. There was one window in it and it overlooked the middle of the block - I could see all the back stairways of every building in the neighborhood. My favorite thing about living back there was that in the morning, even in the winter, the white-crowned sparrows sang their hearts out. I loved it.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 18:13:26 +0000
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